The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

As if he was grabbing onto a chick, Sandra held Samuel and turned around.

Then, he saw a tall and burly disciple standing behind him.

The disciple had chiseled jaws and almond-shaped eyes.

With his extremely cold expression, one could tell that he was a nasty person at a glance.

“You are?” Sandra looked at the person in front of him.

When Samuel saw the person, his eyes lit up.

Then, with a flushed face, he said with great difficulty, ”John… John… Save me…”

John did not even spare a glance at Samuel.

“Someone wants me to break one of your arms and legs, and hand over those spirit stones that don’t belong to you.

Are you going to do it yourself, or do you need my help?”

”Oh?” Sandra glanced at Samuel.

Samuel was so terrified that he felt his soul almost leaving his body.

When he felt the murderous intent that Sandra emitted, Samuel felt his internal organs tremble.

“No… It’s not me… It’s…” Samuel was about to mention Peter, but at the thought of the consequences being worse, Samuel bit his tongue.

However, the fear in his eyes was obvious.

Although Sandra was not as proficient in the pathway to immortality as these disciples who were in the sect for a long time, the wisdom of the ways of the world was common sense.

Hence, when Sandra saw Samuel’s expression, he gave it a quick thought and instantly understood.

The disciple Samuel addressed as John was probably sent by his support.

After all, Sandra was also suspicious as to why Samuel, who was only a mid-level first-stage Pulse Control Realm cultivator, would have so many spirit stones?

Did he really think all the peak first-stage disciples were blind and foolish?

Sandra realized that Samuel was only the lapdog of the disciples in the higher realm than him.

was naturally slightly higher than Samuel’s, and he

simply tossed Samuel to the

was stronger than 50 days ago, his seemingly casual action caused a loud bang, and Samuel smashed to the floor like a meteorite falling

bled again, and his body hurt so bad that

another glance at Samuel, but he directly looked at John and sneered, “Breaking my arm and leg? If the patrol team sees it, your sect contribution points

said those words, but Sandra

Sandra was afraid, and he showed a proud

“Don’t worry about it.

other disciples of the same sect will at most only deduct five to eight

you kill someone will you be

are enough to be deducted, and after I’m

Sandra quietly remembered

that you’re not planning

me for being rude!” John roared, “Witness the

swiftly appeared in front of Albert, and he showed

arrived, the next palm followed

falling after one another, giving others an extremely oppressive

air appeared to have condensed into a block of steel plate, wanting

were of

were another ordinary disciple facing John, they would have admitted defeat Unfortunately

Sandra snorted loudly, and his eyes were cold as he used

Sandra’s Ursa Major’s Blurred Shadows was refitted

footwork had a sense of indescribable elegance

Shadows seemed to be constantly

John’s expressions instantly changed.

such an agile movement like Sandra’s, nor

since he had already attacked, there was no reason to

and continuously let out dozens of palms which immediately caught up

of more than dozens of palms condensed into one slap in mid-air, and it violently smashed onto Sandra’s

Bang!

explosion, and visible airwaves were formed, rushing toward

face fell as he did

he slapped

that John struck, his figure swayed

It was a phantom!

heart trembled, and at this time,

the sect, you’ll already

tingle, and every hair on him

turn around, John was already swept